What's she up to? Bryan's mind wandered to figure out why the woman before him was so confident, even while overpowered. A bunch of security guards rushed over and had their guns pointed towards her at point blank. The crowd gathered around a few yards away from them, trying to keep up with the drama unfolding before them.

One of the guards came forward, took out a handcuff from his pocket, and pointed the gun at her face. "Baja tu arma y ríndete!" Lower down your weapon and surrender!

Elena felt like a trapped mouse amidst a circle of lions, yet her eyes took in something she could use at the moment. She walked coyly towards the guard and prepared to lower her knife, but stopped midway. She smirked and faced the guard. "Me gusta la manera dificil." I like it the tough way.

Before anyone could react, she kicked the guard in the torso, grabbed his gun, and shot straight at a wire that hung through the ceiling. The guards around her started shooting straight at her, but her flexible body managed to ricochet right through the bullets. She clung to the wire and swung straight to the building's ceiling.

Bryan's senses took a moment to take in his surroundings. She's headed to the ceiling! He grabbed a gun and aimed straight at her leg, which was visible through the narrow opening of the high ceiling. He knew that such a far shot wouldn't stop her, but he expected her to stumble off the railing and fall down.

The bullet dashed right through the railing, which made her slip. Fuck! No! She tumbled away from the railing, and just as she thought she was about to fall straight to her end, her right hand caught the railing. She clung onto the railing and swung back. She smirked at the boy below her and gave him a small wink.

What the fuck?! Bryan dashed towards the wire, which she used, but Elena was quick enough to cut it into two. "Nice try, kid!" She plunged the knife straight into the glass dome that enclosed the museum and gave it a small thrust. A small portion of the glass shattered, and fresh air from outside made its way through the museum. She bent down and made her way to the outside.

"Is there a fricking way to get up there?" The guards were perplexed at the young man shouting before them and shook their heads. Bryan's mind wandered, and his nerves were tingling, but he shook away his thoughts and let his instincts carry him around. He dashed right through the screaming crowd and prepared to find an exit, but stopped short.

His eyes took in a large statue that towered straight to the ceiling of the museum. He ran straight to the statue and climbed across it. His hands were quick enough to grab the clay structure of the statue, and his legs made sure not to slip. Halfway, he could hear the muffles underneath him made by the amused crowd.

A girl around eleven took her mobile phone and was shooting the marvelous sight before her. She tucked in her mother's skirt and gave her a curious look. "Mamá, este es Spiderman? la persona de la que la abuela siempre habla?" Mom, is this Spiderman? The person Grandma always talks about?

Bryan managed to stand at the tip of the large hand of the statue. A single swing would land him straight towards the railing, but a single slip would land him straight towards his death. I can do this! He took a deep breath and swung straight towards the railing. He could hear the muffled applause from beneath him, but his mind urged him to move on, as time was too short to enjoy the fame.

He dashed straight towards the shattered hole and found himself on a narrow brink on the rooftop of the museum. His eyes caught the sight of the woman, who was about to jump to the rooftop of a nearby building. "Elena!"

Elena turned around and was shocked to see him from afar. How the hell did he manage to get up here? She jumped straight across to the rooftop of a nearby building and was looking for a place to get out of his sight. I need to escape! I'm dead if I get caught!

Bryan rolled his eyes and dashed after her. This is going to be a long run!

Outside the museum, Ethan stepped out of the cab and closed the door in a fit of rage. "You dumbass prick! May you die as soon as possible!" The cab driver jeered at him and sped off across the bustling road.

"What's this crowd looking at the rooftop for? Is that where the Spanish keep their nonsensical paintings?"He followed the gaze of the crowd and saw a tiny figure running after another. What the hell!

He took out a binocular from his bag and zoomed in on the figure running across a distance. He felt like the nerves surrounding his eyes were about to erupt any time soon. This punk! What's he doing there?

He put back the binoculars and dashed straight across the street. "You are going to die, Bryan!"

Elena jumped straight to the bustling street from the rooftop and looked behind to see if he was up close. The moment she saw his gaze, she ran straight to the narrow street, hoping for a way out of this maze.

Bryan followed her steps, but his eyes strained to keep her trail amidst the bustling street. Suddenly, he felt a lurch in his stomach as he fell down. He felt a figure sitting above him and choking his throat. Who the fuck is this?

He managed to clear the ruffled hair from his perpetrators face, and his brains seemed to recognize the figure above him. "Ethan?! What the fuck! Get away from me." He pushed him aside and was about to run when he was pulled back by a pair of strong hands.

"Not so soon, jerk! I'm going to kill you here and now!" He punched straight across Bryan's face but was pinned back down. Bryan's gaze bore into his, and he tried to keep Ethan down. "Ethan, you dumbass! Run after her, not me!"

Ethan spat on the ground and looked incredulously at him. "Run after who? your girlfriend?" Bryan stood up and pulled Ethan by his shirt. "No, you fool! Elena!"

"Elena? that hot chick?" Bryan rolled his eyes and prepared to run when a man approached the duo with a small key. He flashed a wide smile, which showed his yellow teeth, and he gave a coy look to the duo before him. "Los amantes como tú necesitan algo de privacidad. Puedes usar esta habitación. Serán 50 euros la hora." Lovers like you need some privacy. You can use this room. It will be 50 euros per hour.

Bryan gave out a disgusted look and edged away from Ethan. Ethan gave him an incredulous look and shook him by his collar. "Translate! I know he gave you some important information! Don't think you can catch her by yourself!"

Bryan pushed away his hand and ran after her. Ethan sneered, took out his phone, opened up the translator app, shoved it towards the man's mouth, and motioned for him to speak. He looked back at his phone and gritted his teeth.

"I'd rather make out with a decayed corpse!" He pushed the man aside and dashed after him. There's no fucking way he's catching her before me!

Elena kept running until she dashed straight across a wall. She stopped short to take a quick breath, but the surge of oxygen brought about a horrid realization. She looked forward and kicked the wall hard. No! Not a dead end!

She turned back and was about to run when she saw two boys before her, covering the only exit. She took out her knife and sharpened it by sliding it straight across the cobbled wall. "Let me go if you want to reach home alive!"

Ethan lunged forward and smirked. "Come with me if you want to see your good old days." She sneered and lunged forward to kick him back in the torso, but something caught her leg midway. Ethan froze as if his entire life was disintegrating right before her eyes. First my face, and now my balls!

Bryan caught her leg and punched her hard in the thighs with his elbow. "I guess you have kicked more than enough torsos for a day." Elena screamed with pain and lunged back. Ethan ran straight to her and punched her straight across the face, knocking her out.

Bryan rolled his eyes and walked back, but stopped short when he heard Ethan shouting from behind him.

"Hey! Where do you think you are going punk? Who is going to carry her?"

Bryan turned around and smirked. "Oh, I thought you were the ending fairy, so why not do it yourself?"

Ethan gave a low grunt and tried to carry Elena on his shoulders. "Fuck! She's heavy, and you think we can carry her all over to our place by walking?"

Bryan shook his head and motioned to a car outside the opening of the street. Ethan gritted his teeth and looked at him incredulously. "You want to find the driver's address and ask him for his key?"

Bryan shook his head and took out the gun he possessed from the museum. He shot at the door of the car and got in. He looked through the rear view mirror and raised an eyebrow. "You coming?"

Ethan gaped with his mouth open. What the hell!